MURDERS AND LOVERS

 

 

Read a book by the warm fire.

Moments can’t get any brighter.

Let the snow fall outside.

I will keep warm inside.

No need to fight the drifts.

I’ll stay with the misfits.

The ones who prefer books

that grab you with their hooks.

The fire is getting low.

The winds are about to blow.

I snuggled further beneath the covers

as I read about murders and lovers.

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EXCERPT FROM THE DEAD GAME

     A waitress with a name tag that read “Rose” came over to serve them. She looked friendly with her bright-red hair and snapping gum. She took their order and then asked if she could assist them with anything else.

     Linda decided to come straight out with what they wanted to know. She began by explaining their situation. “Two of our friends disappeared from a party given at End House this past Friday night. We suspect that the people who reside on the hill are the ones responsible. Do you know anything about them that can help us?”

     Rose called over two men. “Hey! Rob and Joe! We need help here!” Linda and Shana, becoming frightened, began to stand up. Then they noticed that the two old men, who were coming over to them, had big smiles on their wrinkled faces. They joined them at their booth.

     Rose said to the men, “These women were at that party and they think that the hill people had something to do with the disappearances.”

     The one called Joe, who had a full head of white hair and a long white beard, nodded his head in agreement. “We have always suspected that those people were evil. Tourists disappear every year and nothing is ever done about it. The sheriff seems to be in cahoots with them. Parties are given on the hill on the same two nights each year. On these nights, shadows can be seen creeping around the deserted streets of town.”

     Rob, who wore very thick glasses and had curly grey hair, added, “The parties look like secret meetings of some society. Everything is always done after dark.”

     Rose spoke up. “We never see these people until the sun goes down. They don’t bother talking to us. I’ve been living here thirty years and I’ve spoken to only a few of them.”

     “Our town doesn’t go out after dark; we steer clear of the hill people. There have been many legends, but we don’t know if any are true,” Joe said.

     Shana asked, “What are some of the legends?”

     “One legend describes the hill people as vampires in hiding. They meet with the rest of the vampires in the world twice a year. These meetings are planning sessions on how to keep their species alive,” Joe said.

      “Another legend has the hill people as good vampires that are trying to rid the world of The Dead, a sect of evil vampires who enjoy killing people—just for fun. The Dead have greater powers than regular vampires and are led by a strong and malicious head vampire. The good vampires meet twice a year to plan the defense of their slowly diminishing group,” Rob explained.

     “How can you remain living here if you believe the worst of the people in town?” Linda asked. She didn’t believe in vampires, but if these people thought so poorly of the townspeople, then why didn’t they just leave?

     Rose answered for them, “We don’t know if the legends are true. We’ve been living here unhurt all these years. Maybe the tourists disappearing are just coincidences. We can’t pack up our whole village and leave. We need the income from the ocean: the fishing has been very profitable.”

     “Maybe they want you to remain living here for some sinister purpose,” Shana said. 

     “If you find out anything, please let us know,” said Rose, with concern beginning to dawn in her eyes.

     “Don’t worry. We’ll let you know of any new developments. We’ll figure this out and find our friends,” Linda replied, trying to downplay Shana’s dire warning.

     The village looked lovely and peaceful on the surface, but Linda was afraid that there was much more brewing beneath the surface. As she ate her lunch, she tried to be as cheerful as possible so that Shana wouldn’t notice her rising fears and suspicions.

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5 STAR REVIEW OF THE DEAD GAME

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May 16, 2015
If you moved to a new town, opened a business, and strange things started to happen- would you stay? The main character in the story decides to stay long after I myself would have left. I had to keep reading the book to find out why menacing events in the community were occurring with greater and greater frequency. The author, Susanne Leist, combines several genres to tell her murder mystery. The book is a fast read. There are lots of twists, turns, supernatural things happening, Vampire conflicts, there’s a love story, and too much more to list. The narrative is put together very nicely and the dialog is very entertaining. As I came to the end of the book I thought about the Fourth of July and the grand finale- things in the story kept coming at you at an unbelievable pace and just when you thought it was over, there was a new development. Well done. This book is a good read.

WHERE ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE

portal

Step through the portal.

To another dimension.

To another time zone.

Where anything is possible.

Where anything is probable.

Close your eyes.

Make a wish.

And walk through

the ring.

Only vampires

have the power

to grant wishes.

Only THE DEAD

can take them away.

Tread carefully on

your journey.

THE DEAD GAME

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FIGHT FOR OUR TOWN

The church is on fire.

The town under attack.

Shadows on the wind.

Bringing hell to our homes.

Murder to our families.

Who are they?

What do they want?

We must fight back.

Fight for our lives.

Fight for our town.

Before it’s too late.

Before more disappear.

To the ranks of The Dead.

No more bodies on our shores.

No more victims of their wrath.

We will fight to the end.

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THE DEAD GAME — OASIS UNDER ATTACK

EXCERPT FROM THE DEAD GAME

Oasis was under attack—from the storm and evil vampires. What else was in store for them?

Shana ran over to Father John and said, “What happened?”

“The world was waiting for man and vampire to rally their forces, which was the only way to truly annihilate the evil vampires from town.”

“I don’t understand,” Shana said. “Why could only you and Abe accomplish that? We’ve been working with vampires all along and nothing has ever helped.”

“Abe is the leader of The Watchers, a group of vampires chosen to watch over the human race and to protect them from errant vampires. I’m a priest, which is a leader in the religious world and, more importantly, I also have the spell book.” Father John grinned.

“Oh. The spell book. Now I understand,” Shana said to the priest.

Mike spoke up, “I hate to interrupt this stimulating conversation, but we seem to be having a problem over at End House. It looks like the house is going crazy from the storm. The demons are pushing their bodies through the walls. We should visit there next.” Looking around at everyone, he smiled. “Oh, good. We get to return to the house where all hell was first let loose.”

“Mike, have you gone crazy? Why would you want to return to where we almost got ourselves killed? Where Tom and Edward disappeared?” David shouted.

Mike turned his face away.

The others were staring at End House. In the distance, they watched large forms push their way through the walls of the house: arms, faces, and even legs could be seen stretching through the solid brick walls. Meanwhile, the storm was throwing lightning strikes into the house, slowing down the progress of the strange beings that were so intent on escaping their prison.

Father John stood before them. “We must return to End House and make sure it is destroyed for good this time.”

After some grumbling—mostly from David—they prepared themselves for the next task that lay ahead of them.

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THE DEAD GAME — DON’T PLAY THIS GAME ALONE

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THE DEAD GAME

by Susanne Leist

I would like to introduce you to a great person and fellow author, Susanne Leist author of The Dead Game. This paranormal book has been getting rave reviews and because of it, Susanne was recently invited to the Roundtable discussion on The Big Thrill, the International Online Magazine for Thriller Writers.

Here’s what Susanne had to say:

Why do you believe the world of the supernatural has captivated books & movies, and how do you think it has affected people and our society?

Tales of the supernatural and the vampire myth have been around for hundreds of years. Some say that the vampire was born out of sorcery in Ancient Egypt and was believed to have been a demon. There have been Asian vampires and Slavic vampires. But the most famous vampire was Bram Stoker’s Dracula. Dracula is speculated to have been based upon the Romanian prince Vlad Tepes of the fifteenth century.

All these stories have one thing in common. They were created from people’s fears and superstitions. Vampires were blamed for bad events. If there was a drought or a flood, the villagers feared that the dead had risen to punish them. Graves of the newly dead were unearthed and staked. But do fears and superstitions play a role in today’s love for the supernatural?

Supernatural and fantasy is prevalent today in books and movies. But do people believe in them? Do these stories affect their lives? The world of the supernatural is fun and entertaining, no matter whether they’re stories of witches, vampires, or demons. A little blood and gore doesn’t hurt anyone when it’s done for fun. So sit back and enjoy you next escape into the unknown

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The Dead Game

By Susanne Leist

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Synopsis

Linda moves to a seaside town to live a quiet life. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple–that is until the dead body washes up on shore. Linda is horrified to find that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are common for this small town. As soon as the sun sets, the residents and tourists are stalked by dark shadows. But this is only the beginning.
Linda and her friends receive an unsigned invitation to a party at a deserted house. They are pursued through revolving rooms and dangerous traps, barely escaping with their lives. Two of their own remain trapped in the house. Or so they think. 

They must embark on a difficult journey, chased by unnatural creatures, not knowing whom to trust, to uncover the one controlling the game and everyone in town. Who are The Dead? Are they humans or vampires? Or a combination of both? Will there be an end to their evil game? Will Linda and Todd find love? Will a second book be needed?
The Dead Game has begun.

About the Author 

Susanne Leist graduated with an M.B.A. in Finance. Wherever life has led her, through the hectic commodities’ markets or the number-crunching field of budgeting, she’s continued to read and daydream. Unbeknownst to her, she had been pursuing her dream all along, her dream of putting her words down on paper for everyone to enjoy. She currently resides on Long Island with her husband, two daughters, and Maltese.

Her first book, The Dead Game, is a paranormal thriller with humans, vampires, and vampire derivatives. Her goal has been to write a book different than the usual vampire story or murder mystery. She wanted a murder mystery with victims, clues, and suspects. She created that and much more. The book has revolving rooms, traps, falling cages, and anything her active imagination could create. The Dead Game is a fun ride into the realms of the supernatural.

Book Excerpt

THE DEAD ARE BACK!

THE DEAD ARE BACK! THE DEAD ARE BACK! The black raven called out.

Chapter 37

 

     They stepped outside into the hot sun. The town turned dark with hovering black clouds. The mountain rumbled and shook. Trees began to sway with their frightened leaves flying from their trembling branches. Loud blasts of thunder surrounded them from all sides. The sky above End House lit up with bright flashes of red and orange lights. In the opposite direction, above the dark mansion, sizzling lightning bolts were streaking across the blackened sky.

     David said, “What now?” They made a mad dash to their cars.

     Todd said, “We will meet at the mansion. That’s where the eye of the storm is focused.”

     Their cars raced past the estates, speeding along the dirt path by the bed and breakfast, spewing gravel and dirt everywhere. The gingerbread house was lit up. People were streaming out the front door. Shana didn’t recognize any of them, but suspected that they were Abe and Anna’s missing children.

     As they drove up to the mansion, the storm intensified even further until the entire sky was lit up with lights as bright and colorful as a fireworks display. At each of the many windows, faces could be seen grinning at them. They didn’t appear to be human faces. Their elongated, white faces were stretched out like Silly Putty. Their oversized green eyes were glowing in the darkness behind each open window.

     Abe and his people caught up to them at the mansion. They stood behind their group as they watched the bizarre scene before them. They wore long overcoats over their dark clothes. Shana was intrigued to see what they had on beneath their coats. Maybe they were armed with special weapons.

     “Those are the vampires that we must now extinguish,” Abe said in a loud voice above the roaring storm.

     “How are we going to accomplish this feat?” Shana asked, skeptical of him and his family. Just what they needed now—a new gang of players thrown into the old, uncertain mix.

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LIGHT THE WAY

whitechapelwitch:

Light the candles.

Follow me through

the empty corridors.

Past dark rooms.

Down a long flight of stairs.

To the dungeons below.

Where shadows await us.

Waiting for company.

To wile away their empty hours.

Perhaps a game or two for us to play.

A game to lighten their boredom.

A pool of water appears before us.

Cages descend from above.

Their pointy edges facing us.

Circular saws soon follow.

What kind of hell are we in?

What kind of game are we playing?

Come closer to find out.

The Dead love to play.

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THE DEAD GAME — DAY 169

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Linda had been hanging over a tank of alligators, suspended by a poisonous snake. How much worse could things get for the residents of Oasis? Were they finally safe? Were The Dead gone from town?  

      Linda was snatched from the body of the large snake by Reece, who had flown up to her. He brought her down into Todd’s waiting arms.

     “I hope all the evil in town has been eliminated. Am I correct this time?” Todd asked the elders.

     You haven’t been correct once so far. Mike shook his head.

      Reece said, “I believe all the evil has been taken care of. You can all go home.”

     “Where was Hayden during all this?” Sam asked.

     “We sent him to Europe to take care of a few matters for us. We knew that either you or Sam would resolve this situation,” Reece said, walking over to shake Todd’s hand.

     “How did you know that one of us would be stepping in to save everyone? I was waiting for Hayden. I was trying to buy us some time,” Todd said.

      You were just lucky this time. If you had really tried, then things wouldn’t have worked out so well.

     “I knew that one of you would be successful, since you both have untapped powers that need to be further developed,” Reece said.

      “What type of powers?” Mike asked.

      “That’s for another day,” Reece said. He then disappeared with Leanne and Diane right behind him.

     Mike looked over at Todd and Sam, trying to figure out what these untapped powers could be.